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Half.

I found Julie Kozerski’s Half gallery yesterday, and can’t stop thinking about it. [Definitely NSFW - nudity.]

Her images of her post-weightloss body are harrowing. Beautiful, but different.

It makes me think about the pressure we put on women to be perfect. What does perfection mean?

Julie lost half her body weight, but in doing so has been left with what could be seen as half a body.

I have fought a war with my body for my entire life.

Not because it’s sick, or doesn’t work as it should, or has failed me, or was incomplete to begin with, but because I feel that societal pressure that tells me I’m too big to be good enough.

It’s the same pressure that makes me feel like I’m not taken seriously.

It’s the same pressure that makes me feel like I should be ashamed of my body.

It’s the same pressure that makes me hurt when a group of teenage boys I don’t know yell at me in public and call me a ‘fat slut’.

Julie’s photos help me to reconcile the idea that it’s not always greener on the other side, and that all of us wear perfect/imperfect bodies.

I hate my body // it’s just a shell for my soul // and these rhymes will live long // after my bell has been tolled.

After Chernobyl [Michael Forster Rothbart]

You ought to have a look at Michael Forster Rothbart’s photo series on Chernobyl.

I’ve really been enjoying the simplicity of his images – true-to-life representations of a city that will wear the scars of nuclear disaster and fall out for generations to come. The above image is a crappy reproduction I found online and doesn’t even begin to do the collection justice, so check it out for yourself.

[via Global Comment]

Oh, what a beautiful morning!

I had my phone on me this morning went I went for a run, as I use the Run Tracker application to track time and distance of my outdoor plods. It was still dark when I left, but as I began walking back home (I ran for 15 minutes and then walked for about 25 minutes home) the scenery was stunning, so I snapped a few (horrible, grainy) pics. Tomorrow I’m intending to leave even earlier – about 6.15am – in order to be able to get some photos of the sun rising over the river and city.

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I certainly don’t live in one of those giant-sized houses to the right! Some of them are four storeys high!

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This was snapped just a couple of minutes before the first photo above. I love how quickly the colours in the sky move and change at sunrise and sunset.

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I think Perth is in for some hairy weather today… as I got home, I heard the biggest thunderclap from the sky. And to think I was going to ride my bike to work! No way!

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I was struck by how beautiful this tree was on the way home from my run. We don’t have a whole heap of deciduous tree species in Australia, but this is one. I’m going to attempt to get up really early to run one morning this week and, after my run, take my dSLR down to the river to get some photos that aren’t quite so crappy.

When we were in Melbourne, we did stuff. It was fun.

So Rhys and I went to Melbourne in January, and I just realised that I never posted about it. I don’t have much to say – it was ages ago now – but I do have lots of photos, which (shamefully) I haven’t actually organised/rotated/labelled in my Flickr. Oopiday. Also I haven’t paid my Flickr Pro membership fees, so I’ve only got 200 photos visible, instead of the 6000+ that I actually have online.

Melbourne through the eyes of Rhys

Melbourne through the eyes of Rhys

^ I love this photo, just because it’s so damn arty-farty and compositionally awesome. Go me! Also the only clouds we actually saw in our five days in Melby-town.

CBD sunset

CBD sunset

^ I love how the sun reflects off the tram lines here.

Dessert nom nom

Dessert nom nom

^ We spent AGES lining this photo up after dinner. I think we did quite well! Yay boozy ideas!

Flinders St Station

^ An iconic image of Melbourne, but still amazing none the less. I was really happy with this picture, composition-wise, as well: I have a more close-up photo, but I like how you can see the cars zooming past, and the station extending into the distance to the right.

The Yarra by night, 1

The Yarra by night, 1

The Yarra by night, 2

The Yarra by night, 2

^^ I might not have the best camera in town (okay, it’s pretty good, but not top-of-the-range by any means!), but it takes a decent night-picture, so long as I’m careful ;) I pretty much judge the awesomeness of a city by how good it looks at night time, and Melbourne is among the best, in my opinion.

The Espy, St Kilda

The Espy, St Kilda

The Espy, St Kilda

The Espy, St Kilda

The Espy, St Kilda

The Espy, St Kilda

^^^ Rhys and I spent Australia Day at The Esplinade Hotel in St Kilda. An institution of Australian music culture, it certainly did not disappoint. The Espy is a beautiful old, somewhat-crumbilng pub on St Kilda beach, and it’s filled with so much amazing stuff. This hallway was one of my favourite parts of Melbourne, but the sprawling pub is beautiful in itself. Next door, at the wonderful Espy Kitchen, you can get a full breakfast for $10, and a beer to go with it. Bonza! Rhys and I drank nine jugs of beer that day. Gosh we were pissed. It was an amazing day, however, and totally worth the headache!

Eureka Tower

Eureka Tower

^ On our second last day, our formerly-from-Perth friend Brian convinced us that we had to go up the Eureka Tower — some 300 metres and 92 stories of scariness. From the ground floor to the top in 38 seconds, the tower is too high for my liking, and the vertigo/shear terror is made worse by the noises playing over the speakers inside the tower, and the words that move on the ground (trust me. Weird). It’s possible to go out into a glass cube and look down to the ground 300m below, but unsurprisingly, I thought that was a bloody terrible idea, and passed on the opportunity. The view was pretty spectular from inside the building, however, when I finally ventured towards the edge!

Cool graf

Cool graf

^ This is some cool tagging inside the staircase of Curtin House. Normally I’d think that tagging is a silly waste of time, but this looks kinda cool, all the colours and names overlapping in one space. We went to Curtin House (I think that’s the right name!) to go to the rooftop bar, which was well awesome. The world definitely needs more rooftop bars!

Shoes

Shoes

^ I don’t really love this image — it’s a bit dark and generally could’ve been much better — but Brian had traipsed all over Melbourne looking for the alleyway with the shoes to show us. I love the concept — I’m guessing it was done to promote a store, or as art, but it’d be cool if it was a space for spontaneous shoe-throwing-&-abandonment.

So, that’s it! Notice the lack of food pics? I didn’t really take photos of my food in Melbourne, which is weird as I take photos of food all the rest of the time. I didn’t eat anything spectular that blew my mind, so I don’t feel too bad about not having any pictures. Another time!

(I told you I would post a thousand times today.)